Ritsu stared out the window, his hands clasped behind his back.

Youji stared down at his lap. He wasn't sure why the headmaster like his lights off in his office during daylight hours, he supposed he prefered natural light.

"I have to tell you something, it's an order more than a request." Ritsu said this without turning to face his apprentice.

Youji turned his head, frowning.

"An order?"

Ritsu nodded.

"You will be sure that if I fail...you will kill Aoyagi Seimei."

Youji's eyes widened as he sat at Ritsu's desk.

"You think you might fail?"

Ritsu turned to Youji, his face strong and stoic.

"Seimei is gifted, incredibly gifted...and I am not in the kind of shape I used to be." Ritsu looked down at his slung arm, scowling. "You need not to try and do this yourself...if I fail. Emmaline will be fine for the mission. I've talked with the Oracle, if he's trained correctly he will be unbelievably strong."

Youji gaped at at him, knitting his brow together.

"You expect me to send a six year old boy to kill Aoyagi Seimei? That's suicide."

Ritsu growled, rubbing his temples.

"No, you idiot, when he's an adult. As headmaster you cannot leave this place to battle people, that's ridiculous. If something where to happen to you, there would be no one to take over."

Youji nodded, suddenly understanding.

"So you just want me to make sure it happens then, Ok, of course I will." The apprentice sighed, biting his lip. "And what about Ritsuka...Soubi...the child?"

Ritsu's mouth straightened into a hard line.

"Do nothing to my son...or Soubi for that matter, but you must intercept the child, or it must die. We can't have the spawn of that monster on the loose around here to create the same havoc or trying to avenge Seimei's death."

Youji sucked in a breath, running his hands through his hair.

"Do you really think that's necessary? To execute the child?"

"Yes! If i don't see to it while the child is young, you must make sure that when it's older that he is eliminated."

Youji stared down at his hands, looking dejected.

"I understand."

XXXXX

Ritsuka sat in the livingroom watching late night television and eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich made out of waffles. He sipped his milk watching attentively and rubbing his rounded belly. He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice Seimei staring at him from the hallway.

Ritsuka looked up and gasped suddenly,eyeing Seimei's unbuttoned white shirt.

"What are you doing up so late,Seimei?!"

Seimei laughed softly, walking over to where his little brother was sitting.

"I fell asleep in my clothes, and when I woke up you weren't in the room, so I went to investigate."

The taller boy knelt down before Ritsuka, taking his little brother's chin in his hand.

"Look at you..." Seimei purred, staring at him with appreciative features. "You've got some peanut butter right here."

Ritsuka's cheeks flushed deeply as Seimei bent his head down licking the corner of his little brother's mouth, grinning.

"S-Seimei! Hey...what are you-."

Seimei cut him off when he started to sensually kiss his neck, pressing himself up against Ritsuka's knee. Ritsuka's eye's widened.

"Seimei! ...you're hard..."

Seimei riased a brow, blushing just a bit.

"How can I help it when Ritsuka looks so provocative?"

Ritsuka laughed a little, his face still blushing.

"I don't see how I'm provocative...I'm fat and in my pj's, not to mention I'm busy stuffing my face and...wait"

Seimei's got redder when he realized that Ritsuka had figured out his little fetish.

"You always act this way when I eat sweet stuff...are you..."

Seimei sat back shaking his head vigorously.

"I-I don't know what you're trying to imply..."

"And come to think of it...when we were younger you always wanted to feed me my cake and stuff, and you always said your favorite food was sweets..."

Seimei bit his lip, looking at the floor.

"But you're so cute when you're so messy...and when you have cake and you get the frosting on your cheek...I want to just... lick it off."

Ritsuka gaped.

"I was a little kid!"

Seimei shrugged.

"I'm not going to pretend that I've just recently been attracted to you."

Ritsuka blushed profusly, his heart beating faster.

"I'm not trying to embarrass you, Seimei...it's ok if this kind of thing turns you on."

Seimei became dark looking, face alight with a tinge of deviousness.

"Let's fuck Ritsuka."

Ritsuka shoved a hand over Seimei's mouth, his face burning.

"Seimei! ...so vulgar..."

Seimei pushed Ritsuka back onto the sofa, crawling between his legs.

"I want you."

"Seimei! here?! We can't Soubi and Kio-."

Ritsuka was cut off by Seimei's forcful kiss, his tounge pluging into his mouth. The younger boy sighed into his brother's kiss, submitting to it quickly.

"It's so late...they're asleep, they'll never know..." Seimei whispered into Ritsuka's ear, his voice deep and seductive.

Seimei was so clever, Ritsuka thought as his older brother manuvered his shirt over his head, still capturing Ritsuka's senses with shamless kisses on his chest and small bites here and there.

"Hnnn..." Ritsuka whined, arching his back. He gabbed onto Seimei's messy auburn hair and pulled at it.

Seimei just smiled crookedly, his features beatuifully pleased.

XXXX

Soubi kissed Kio's lips softly, panting still. He rolled over onto his back, covering his eyes with his arm.

"Th-that was- Nuh huh-." Kio laid back on his pillows as he tried to catch his breath, his face deeply flushed.

"I've never been on top before." Soubi laugh breathlessly, petting Kio's soft sweaty hair. "I liked it much better."

Kio smiled wistfully, leaning his forehead against Soubi's bare shoulder.

"Ive never...slept with a guy before."

Soubi sat up suddenly, raising a brow in confusion.

"But you made so many passes at me..."

Kio sat up too, shrugging his shoulders at Soubi.

"What? and that means I've had sex with guys before? I had just decided that I even liked guys when I met you. I hadn't really had time to sleep around, Sou-chan."

Soubi bit his lip, his face concerned.

"I should have been more gentile then, I was much too rough."

Kio laughed a little, petting Soubi's silky hair.

"Oh , I figured that's how you might be anyway, you have been sexually deprived waiting around for Rit-chan to give it up."

Soubi lauged, pushing Kio to his back and leaning over him.

"Sexually deprived?! I'll show you deprived!"

Kio let out a noise that sounded alot like a giggle (But every one knows that grown men don't giggle right?) as he struggled to push Soubi away from him.

"Yeah right! You know you just want to roll over and go to sleep! Forget about round two until tomorrow at least!"

Their laughter was interupted by what sounded like some kind of crying or whimpering.

Soubi looked over his shoulder at the door, frowning.

"What's that?!"

Kio raised a brow, propping himslef up on some pillows.

"That sounds like Ritsuka."

Soubi looked at Kio with anxious features.

"Do you think something is going on with the baby?!"

Kio shrugged, his eyes wide.

"Could be, I have no idea."

"I'm going to investigate."

Soubi stood up and searched around the floor for his underwear, he slid a black shirt over his head and pulled his hair up into a ponytail. He then reached for his glasses on the side table.

Kio sat up and watched as Soubi creeped out the door, leaving it cracked behind him.

Kio sat and waited, sitting on his knees. He strained to listen, holding his breath.

He didn't hear anything besides the faint whimpering of the younger boy.

"Hmmm..."

He was caught off gaurd when he saw Soubi fly into the bedroom, shutting the door quickly.

"What is it?!" Kio exclaimed, watching Soubi pull his shirt back over his head and slide into bed, his face so distorted it was unreadable.

"WHAT?!" Kio demended of his new boyfriend.

Soubi just seemed to choke.

"My eyes..."

"What?" Kio just looked at him with a confused visage.

"I just HAD to stop and put on my glasses..." Soubi sounded as if he was scolding himslef.

"Is Ritsuka ok?"

Soubi nodded.

"He and Seimei are both in the livingroom...I didn't say anything to them...I just left."

KIo frowned.

"Where they doing something?"

Soubi nodded, his face almost white. He looked so silly that Kio almost laughed at him.

"They were making out on the couch...their pants were all unbuttoned, I think they're gonna do it on our couch Kio...I saw Seimei sort of naked... it was all so horribly embarrassing."

" On our couch?!They didn't see you?!"

Soubi shook his head vigorously.

"I ran away."

Kio raised a brow, unsure of how to react.

"So you saw Seimei sort of naked, did you? What does that mean?"

Soubi looked at his boyfriend incrdulously, crossing his arms.

"I saw it."

Kio's eyebrows shot up.

"Is that right?! Is it small? It would be so funny if he was so evil, but he had a small dick. It would be like-."

"It isn't." Soubi cut him off, scowling.

"Oh..." Kio sighed. "Darn."

Soubi laid down and pulled Kio down with him.

"Can we just go to sleep...I want to forget what just happend."

Kio laid his head on Soubi's chest nodding.

"Of course we can."

XXXX

"What are you doing reading all of my medical books?" Ritsu walked into his labratory, reaching for a clean white lab coat and sliding it on.

A black hair figure sat in a missive form on the floor, his inky hair everywhere, sliding wildly over his bare back and shoulders.

"I'm looking for a way to fix me...I wanted to read every book you have in here."

"You look horrid with your hair so long...and what are you doing shirtless? Do you want every one to see you're deformity?"

The figure tunred to look into Ritsu's eyes, blinking.

Ritsu's mouth curved upward in disgust as he looked the creature over. His right arm is what you would notice first, it was covered in

obsidian colored fur from his claws all the way up to his shoulder, then the fur semmed to spread out into jagged designs shaped like lightning bolts, reaching across the right side of his back and chest. HIs eyes are what you might notice next...his right eye was a glowing gold color, it iris in a dimond shape, a cat's eye. His right however was a very light brown. He also had cat ear and a tail, desipte having not been a virgin for years...it was all a mutation, a gene splice, a horrible accident.

"Who's going to see my deformity except for you. I don't care if you look at me. It's not a surprise to you."

"I don't like looking at it Akira."

Akira narrowed his eyes, snarling, his fang like canines bared.

Ritsu scowled.

"You're becoming less and less like a human everyday, I'm going to start feeding you your food raw."

Akira scoffed, his face turning downward into a grimace.

"That's uncalled for, sensei."

Ritsu turned his back, pulling out a small white envelope, wrinkled with age. He pulled out the photos inside and stared at them in wonder.

"Don't get angry at me, Namame-kun, it's your fault you are like this."

Akira stood up, reaching for his worn out white button up shirt.

"It was supposed have to kill me." He stated blankly, picking up his shirt.

"Well I have something for you...it'll be a nice change for you if you don't mess it up this time."

Ritsu set the pictures down onto his desk, sighing.

"Follow me, and for christ's sake wrap your arm up in that cloth bandage I made for you, if some one sees you, you'll scare them."

Akira nodded and pulled the soft white cloth out of his pocket. He stuck his thumb into the thumb-hole and wrapped the bandage around his right arm. It was made for him...to hide his beast's then slipped his shirt on and buttoned it up half way.

"Fine, I'm done. Let's go."

Akira followed the headmaster out of the door slamming it behind him. The wind from the slam blew the pictures from off of Minami's desk, Ritsuka's sonograms fluttering to the floor.

They walked down a few couridors, Akira stopping everyonce in a while to stare out the wide windows at the wild flowers blooming outside.

"Come on, you're taking to long." Ritsu stated, turning and stopping, his arms crossed.

Akira just sighed morosly, looking out at the sky.

"I miss seeing the outside world."

Ritsu glared, grabbing ahold of Akira's collar.

"Let's go I don't have time for this today, Naname."

He pulled Akira down the last couridor and in front of two heavy wood double doors. A gold plaque on the fron read "Staff Library- Off Limits"

Akira raised a brow, staring at the doors.

Ritsu pulled out a large gold key, unlocking the doors. He pushed them open stopping to wait for Akira to enter.

The sentoki gasped.

"I-I can stay here?!"

Ritsu sighed setting his keys on one of the tables.

"Yes, you will be chained by your neck...you cannot escape this place. It pertanate that I keep you where I can deal with you best, were something to happen and you have a reaction."

Akira's ears flattened, his eyes somber.

"I don't think there's ever a change of that happening. Nothing's happened to me in years. I've been actactly the same, I havn't changed or aged or anythig in 5 years. I'm twenty two now...I think you can trust me just a little."

"No."

Minami went to a wall in the back where a heavey chain was screwed into the floor. He picked up a weigthed leather color that was hooked at the end of the chain.

"Come." He comanded, his glasses glinting in the light.

Akira walked over to him, elongating his neck so it could be hooked.

Ritsu wrapped it around his neck, pulling the leather strap through the buckle and yaknking it hard. He then pulled a small lock from his pocket and secured it to the collar, pushing it closed.

"I know you like to read, and now you can stare out the windows all you like. Don't make me regret this."

Akira sat on the floor, nodding. He grabbed the first book he saw and pulled it open.

"Thank you." He stated, not even looking up from the faded pages.

The headmaster turned to leave, locking the doors behind him.

As Akira read he became more and more fasinated. He turned to look at the book's cover and he frowned, the title read, "Dracula".

~.~.~.~.~.~ Special Sneak Spoiler type thing For "Bond Of Oblivian" the Sequal to this Story....read at your Own Discression or Prepare to be Confused by new characters! Yun Kouga Style!!! ^.^

"We can't keep meeting like this."

Saskia hid his chin into his over sized scarf, his breath letting out steam into the night. He stared into the eyes of a six foot five figure with long white hair and beautiful clear eyes. He sighed admirably, stepping forward.

The figure shadowed by a street light looked down, blinking.

"I'm not sure how else to see you, every one is getting suspicious of me."

Saskia nodded.

"I know...me too. My dad and father are asking me alot of questions, they havn't seen my name but Eneko knows it exsists. I think he knows alot more about us than he's letting on. He was never a stupid kid...I-I'm afraid."

Emmaline knit his brow together, pulling his sacrifice into an tight embrace.

"Hey...we won't let anyone hurt your family...not Ritsuka or Seimei...not my father or your little brother...everyone will be ok."

Saskia gripped the elbows of his sacrifice's jacket, burrying his face into his hard stomach.

"Why does it have to be this way? Why can't I just see you when ever I want...it hurts when I can't see you."

Emmaline sighed, petting Saskia's hair.

"It's just how things turned out, but we're going to try and fix it."

Saskia lifted his head up, trying to make out Emmaline's features illuminated in the darkness.

How could he end up looking so much like a murderer, Emmaline thought. He has Seimei's face in every way, the wavey tresses framing his shapley face, those eyes that seemed to see right through a person, a strong narrow nose and full lips. He was his father's son, the only thing that looked different was the two beauty marks that adorned the bottom of his right eye. And yet, he was so pure, so loving and accepting, he didn't hate his father for killing so many people, he didn't hate his sentoki for being bitter...Saskia was very diferent. He had never met a soul who cared about him as much Saskia did, and they had only really known eachother for three weeks.

"What are you thinking about, Eme? You look lost. It makes you look like Sou-chan when you do that."

Emmaline blushed ubruptly.

"O-Oh, does it?"

Saskia laughed, his cheeks warming.

"Does that make you happy?"

Emmaline nodded sheepishly, shrugging.

"Good. You know...he's really a good guy, Soubi is. I really want you to meet him, it would make you happy, I think. I'm sure he'd love you right away."

Emmaline shook his head vigorously, his eyes wide.

"Bad idea."

Saskia frowned pulling away from his sentoki to pick lint out of his sweater pocket.

"Good idea...Eme."He stated, pouting a bit.

Emmaline sighed deeply, scratching the back of his head.

"I'm not good with people, Saskia, I don't want to meet him...I like the fantasies I have about him, I don't wanna ruin it."

Saskia frowned.

"But everything you fantasize about is real, Eme, he really is the way you picture him to be. He's strong and good, he's easy to like and he's been through the same kind of pain you have...I think you owe it to him to at least give him a try."

"I can't do that, Saskia, really...we're supposed to be seeing eachother in secret, you can't just have me come over to meet your Dad's sentoki, tell him I'm his son, and expect him not to say anything to Ritsuka-san."

Saskia bit his lip, lost in thought.

"I guess you're right, well promise me that you'll meet him at least after all of this fighting is over."

Emmaline blinked sadly at his sacrifice. To go against all of Septimal Moon was suicied, he thought, there would most likely be no "after".

"Ok, of course."

Saski grinned widley.

"OK! and Saskia get's to be there too?!" The sacrifice pointed to himself with an excited smile.

Emmaline stifled a laugh.

"Yes, yes. Saskia will be there too, of course."

Saskia put his arm into the crook of his Sentoki's,leaning his head on him as they walked away into the night.